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[color=f6989d][h1]Lavina[/h1][/color][/center]
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Over by the treeline in the corner, in the one blindspot of the cameras that she could find, Lavina waited for the rotation to switch before she sent Thor back into the treeline. With the increase in prisoners, it was going to be difficult to have him nearby for a while. Ina quickly fixed the corner of the fence to make it look normal and began to meander around. 

While it was hotter than all blazes out, she found comfort in the rumors that the Rebellion was going to attack soon, the Gifted couldn't give up hope just yet. She had been sending Thor out with little papers of information on guard rotations, supply shipments, and anything that could help the Rebellion end reign of the Hound.  

Lavina looked up at the tower where the Hound resided as she walked towards the grass area and frowned. She remembered his teachings well and had the scars to prove it too. When she first arrived, Ina agreed to learn about how to be a Hunter to save her skin. Once it came to her hunting down and capturing another Gifted child, she couldn't complete the mission. It was a long time after that before she had seen the outside world once more. She couldn't quite recall what had happened only that it was extremely painful and that she was grateful that it was a memory. 

Lavina tied her long blonde hair up into a ponytail with a scrap of cloth before she scratched around her collar. Her sweat from the heat made the skin on her neck itch where it stuck to the metal. She knew that she probably looked ridiculous with a long-sleeve shirt, however, it helped to hide her markings. Ina was hit with a wave of heat and paused as she heard the cries of a young woman. She saw that it was the girl that the guards referred to as Wildfire. Lavina smirked as she watched Wildfire stick her tongue out at the guard that zapped her. 

[color=f6989d]"Are you alright?"[/color] Ina asked in a hushed tone once the decreased heat around Wildfire. She paused and heard the guards talk about new prisoners. [i]More mouths to worry about to feed, perfect,[/i] her inner voice grumbled as Lavina tried her best to make sure the younger Gifted and the elderly ones of the group got enough to sustain. She wasn't a stranger to starving a couple of days to make ends meet. 

[color=f6989d]"I would have asked how you felt right away but that guards get a little jumpy if we start defending each other,"[/color] Ina explained with a soft smile as she rolled up her sleeves up to her elbows, careful to not remove her gloves that hide her markings underneath.